Sheila

It's been hard, working in a poorly-insulated plate-glass storefront office all this time, on full display for the whole neighborhood. There was that goddamned front door that never completely shut, and what if an irate commenter or story subject barged in? Now we have a new office! It's on Elizabeth Street, and it's on the fourth floor. There will be no more typing in fear. There's even a shower, for those all-nighters when a big sex-tape story breaks. And there's a phone booth, for crying in!